0 comments/ 90410 views/ 5 favorites His Story By: sjm Something was definitely different. In 25 years of marriage, she had never greeted me at the door like this. The black garter stockings I had bought her but she rarely wore; black high heels; a waist chain and nipple clips. It was a fantasy come true. "Hi honey," she said." I've been waiting for you all day. It's time for your surprise." I followed her up the stairs to the bedroom. We had been talking quite a bit about her getting more aggressive, and I guessed my nagging had finally paid off. "Sit down!" she ordered, pointing toward the chair she had placed by the bed. I sat and stared in amazement as she began to undress me. "I know you've been disappointed in me," she said, "and I suppose I really haven't been the most imaginative lover, but I'm going to make up for it today." As I sat in the chair, my mind raced. I thought, "What the hell is she going to try." Then she reached into our "special drawer" and pulled out the bondage ropes I used with her from time to time. As she tied my arms around the chair she whispered, "I'm not big on fantasies and I never really got into being tied-up, but I've listened to you over the years and I've decided to 'adopt' one of your prize fantasies." As she gagged me, I tried to imagine which one she chose. Her going down on a woman? Me and another guy filling both her holes? She laughed seductively. "you're hard as a rock just trying to guess." She was right about that. My cock stood at attention like it did when I was 18 and ready to fuck anytime, day or night. She reached over and began to slowly stroke it. "I'll be nice and give you a little hint," she said as she walked to the TV and pressed play on the VCR. I stared as my favorite video played. A beautiful blonde was being rammed by the thickest, 12" black cock God ever put on a human being. If she only knew how often I jerked-off to the image of her being banged by a cock like that. I had never told her that one. Somehow I thought it might freak her out. My thoughts were broken by her sexy laugh and then as if she was reading my mind she said," No you didn't talk about this fantasy, but I knew. You know you're not really as clever as you think you are. I mean come on - all the black guy videos; the black strap-on cock you bought for me. Really. But what you didn't know is that it's also my favorite fantasy. Yeah, your sweet little wife with no imagination would sit on this bed, pop that video in and masturbate the afternoon away with that big black dildo." She sat on lap, kissed my cheek and whispered in my ear "Sweetie, both our fantasies are about to come true." She slid onto the bed and struck a seductive pose. "William, it's time, love." I recognized William at once. He was the African waiter at the restaurant my wife managed. An impressive guy both physically and mentally, he was fluent in 4 languages, had an engineering degree and was working on his Masters. He was in great shape. He and my wife worked out at the same gym. As he stood in the doorway grinning, my eyes grew wide at the sight of his hard cock. It was massive. Hell, the guy in the video had nothing on this guy. I looked over at my wife and saw her staring - mesmerized. " Hello!" he said in his Oxford English. " Your wife invited me over for the afternoon and I couldn't be so rude as to decline. If you don't mind, I'm going to fuck her brains out. But, of course, you are tied up at the moment so I'm sure you won't mind." He knelt on the bed and drew my wife toward his stiff cock. He looked over at me and chuckled," I am going to teach her how to suck a real cock, but be aware she may find you unsatisfactory after today." My wife opened her moth and placed her lips around the head of the giant black rod. It was all she could do to fit it in her mouth. He quickly grew impatient and threw her back on the bed. "Bitch, when you suck a cock, you suck the whole cock!" he screamed! With that, he thrust his rod down into her throat. Her eyes were wild as she struggled with 12" down her throat. He backed out and she gagged out of control. "You thought you would be in control here, just like at work," he hissed, "But I have a surprise for you! In Africa men are always in charge. You will do what I say! Do you understand! My wife's eyes darted toward mine. I could see the panic. I struggled to move but the ropes held firm. He slapped her across the cheek. "Do you understand!" he shouted! My wife gave a fearful nod. "Good. Now, suck my cock!" She took his cock in her mouth again and slowly raised her head to take all of it into her throat. She began to bob her head up and down making slurping sounds as her lips tried to wrap around his swollen dick. The blowjob continued for what seemed like forever. I was afraid for her but aroused at the same time. I had imagined her taking a cock like this deep in throat and now seeing it before my eyes was marvelous. At last he stopped her and said," You have done well. I will now let you fuck me." He moved to the side of the bed facing me and lay on his back. As my wife began to mount him he cried, "No! no! no! Turn around so your husband can see your face as you scream with pleasure." I watched as she began to lower herself on to his cock. I could see that her fear had passed and that she had entered a state of pleasure I rarely saw in her. She smiled at me as inch by inch she lowered her cunt onto his black shaft. She began to ride it up and down; a deep groan coming from her throat. Her eyes were rolled back in her head as she began to scream. "FUCK ME, FUCK ME you black bastard!! DEEPER! DEEPER! I watched in amazement. She had never so much as talked, yet alone scream obscenities during sex. Her come dripped down onto his balls. His black rod shone as her lube leaked from her. Her hands grabbed her small tits and she began to scream, "That's it. That's it. I'm coming! Oh God I'm Coming!" Her face contorted like I have never seen and then as an orgasm washed through her body she began to pee. It spurted out like a fountain running down William's leg onto the floor. He pulled out of cunt abruptly causing a loud plop. " My but you are a dirty little bitch aren't you. Get down and clean me now!" She didn't hesitate. She licked his legs, slowly moving up to his shining black cock. She gazed over at me with a slutty look in her eyes as she began to lick his cock clean. 'That's better," he said. " Now you have earned my surprise for you." He turned and looked toward the doorway where Patty, a waitress from the restaurant stood naked and grinning. My wife saw her and panic once again returned to her face. I had heard about Patty from my wife. Apparently she was a tough bitch who would brag about her sexual exploits with the other waitresses at work. As I watched her cross the room to the bed, I only knew that she was beautiful. Standing about 5' 8" with long, blonde hair and a body men would kill for, she sat on the bed and stoked my wife's hair. "You forgot to invite me to your little party." she teased. "It's a good thing William wasn't so rude. Look at poor hubby over there. He's about to burst. You don't mind if I help myself now, do you?" As my wife shook her head numbly, Patty laughed and stood in front of me, slowly rubbing her cunt. "I do believe you like what you see. Let's see how long that cock can stand up for Patty." She spread her ass cheeks and slid her wet pussy onto me. I knew I couldn't last long. She took her time, easing her pussy back and forth along my cock. I tried everything to try holding my load, but I quickly let go one of the biggest spurts of my life. She squeezed her cunt and made sure every drop was milked into her. "Well, that was quick," she pouted, "I guess I'll just have to have wifey finish me off." She grabbed her and threw her back on the bed. With her dripping cunt over my wife's face she growled, "I bet you never eat a pussy before, have you? Well you're gonna get the best of both worlds, sweetie, your hubby's cum and my sweet juices. Patty shoved her pussy in my wife's face. "That's right, lick it slut. Lick it and don't stop." As my wife slurped away at her pussy, Patty reached back and began to finger her pussy. Both women began to moan and it wasn't long before both were bucking their hips and screaming as violent orgasms swept through them. "Not bad, bitch. Now let's see how you fuck." Patty reached into the open sex drawer and grabbed the black strap-on. "Put it on bitch," she demanded. My wife slipped it on as Patty positioned herself on her knees. "That's my little slut." Patty said. " Now let's see if you can fuck as good as a you eat pussy." My wife mounted her ass and slipped the dong deep into Patty's pussy. She moaned,"Oh yea, fuck me, fuck me hard! Harder! Harder!" A strange, determined look was on my wife's face. She looked down at the black dong slamming into Patty's cunt and I cold tell she was really enjoying it. She looked over at William and in a lusty voice I certainly had never heard before, she said, "Get your black ass over here. Fuck my ass. I want him to see me with a big dick up my butt." William lubed himself on her cunt juices and slowly, inch by inch, slipped his black cock into her ass. I have to say, it was the most erotic sight I ever could have imagined: Patty's face buried in the bed, letting out a low guttural moan as my wife fucked her with everything she had: William ramming his wet, black cock into my wife's ass as she screamed "Fuck my ass! Fuck my ass!" the three of them in a violent rhythm like a well oiled machine that just ran on and on. Patty was the first to cum. She gasped for breath as the black dong pounded into her dripping pussy. William and my wife soon followed. She cried, "Yes! Yes! Yes!" as William filled her ass with his load. I watched as they slowly untangled and kissed. William and Patty left with a promise to come again real soon. My wife lay face down on the bed, her stockings torn, cum covering her ass. "I suppose you would like to be untied and get a little of this." she said. "I will, but only if you promise to start by cleaning my ass." His Story The moment I get in the car I feel your hand on my thigh, slowly moving in little circles along the soft sensitive skin. You slowly make your way under my skirt all the while sending chills up my spine with your warm fingers on my cold skin. As I look over at you I see a smile slowly spreading across your face, we pull into the driveway and I can already feel my wetness as I get out of the car. As we enter the house you turn to me and push me against the wall and begin devouring my mouth with yours, you are so passionate and urgent. You lift me up and bring me into the kitchen where you place me on the counter as you continue to massage my tongue with yours. You step up to me forcing my skirt to slide up my legs exposing my bare legs, you once again begin to touch the glistening soft skin on my inner thigh with the warmth of your hands. You slowly move your hands up to find my bare dripping wet pussy, you get ever so close but do not touch as I moan out for I need to feel you. I pull you tighter to me as you pull away and begin unbuttoning my shirt, slowly, letting your hands just graze the top of my throbbing nipples, I sit there as I let the fabric fall to the counter revealing my silky breast under my sheer bra, you deftly unhook my bra and just step back to stare at me. You look at me with such longing and love in your eyes I feel powerless to you as you tell me how beautiful I am sitting there with the moonlight shining in though the window. You slowly come back to me and kiss me with such intensity I feel as if I am drifting on clouds and my body is melting. As your lips are locked around mine you wrap your strong arms around me and gradually begin to rub my naked back, your hands soon find there way around me and begin teasing my awaiting breasts with light touches that send shock waves though my entire body. You gently place your hand on my breast and begin kissing my neck with slow soft kisses that make my body tremble. You make your way down my neck to my hardened nipple and take it into your mouth as my breath catches. You gently begin to suck on my nipple letting me feel your teeth ever so slightly. I can hardly breath with what you are doing to me. I begin to reach for my clit to only get my hand pushed away and I quickly get the message that you are in charge of my pleasure. You skillfully move your tongue around my nipple, suddenly I feel your hand return to my thigh, you begin playfully running your hands up and down my legs, feeling every inch of them as I place one leg on the counter opening myself to you. Longing for your touch I sigh and as if you have read my mind you begin to touch my pussy ever so lightly with the tips of your fingers. You begin to play with my clit running your fingers up and down the length of my wetness. You begin your descent on me I feel your mouth hot on my stomach as I ache to have your tongue in me. You suck on my belly ring for a second as you open my pussy lips with your fingers and tease me. You are so close and I try to push myself onto your hands but I know that I will be scolded for doing so…I have to remember that you are in charge. You bring your mouth down on me hard and fast, I gasp as you ram your tongue into my hot dripping pussy. You begin to devour me with your tongue as you continue to play with me with your hands. You are sucking on my clit slowly while your fingers go in and out of my hot pussy. You know exactly how I like it just enough pull on my clit, your tongue is making circles with my clit as your pace speeds up, my moans have now turned into screams telling you that is what I like and to please don’t stop. As I hear my voice I am left wondering if that is me screaming these things at you…You have me so worked up I feel as if I am outside of myself. Your fingers and your mouth working in perfect unison making my entire body shake as I am on the verge of cumming, I grab your head and hold it to me so that you do not stop. My body begins tingle as I feel my orgasm, everything in me lets go as I let out a piercing scream, you pull your fingers out of me to hold onto me as you bring your mouth to my pussy to lap at my cum. I fall back and lean against the cabinets while my body feels as if it is floating away. God you make me feel so good. While I recuperate you slowly stroke my pussy with your tongue making sure you get every last drop, I slowly begin to sit up and pull you up to me kissing you ever so gently tasting my juices on you lips. I slide off the counter and grab your hand because now it is my turn to make you feel like floating… His Story of Her Fantasy His story of her Fantasy: Here's an attempt at a 200 word very short seduction story written first person from the woman's perspective. After I wrote it, I had a good idea who the characters were and I liked them so I had to write a "his & hers" version. It evolved into a longer His view & her view of the same event::: Here's the short, short story, Followed by the more fleshed out version. She: I knock on the door and he opens it. He takes my hand to lead me in, removes my coat, and kisses me. I put my hand around the back of his neck. He's warm and his kisses are soft and good. I can feel the wire pulling taut. He's slow and deliberate. He traces a finger along my jawbone, down my neck tracing the outline of my cleavage. In this tender way he continues down brushing my nipples, my belly, my hips- his kisses are making me weak in the knees. I have a sharp intake of breath when he pinches my ass then squeezes it gently. I feel his hands come away from me as he steps back watching me. He sits down in the deep red chair, holding his hand out to me. "Kneel down in front of me and wrap your pretty mouth around my cock". Something crosses his face- almost a knowing smile.. Maybe he knows how close I am, how wet he's made me in such a few short moments. Or maybe he senses how eager I am to please him. As I unbutton his trousers he strokes my hair and says "beautiful". Here is the longer version.... Part 1: SHE He has paced the floor for an hour, always early & always attentive to detail. The universal hotel room distraction of CNN on in the background, Chris Isaac & Sade music on the I-pod, he brought. There are a couple of jasmine candles for mood & atmosphere. The room is expensive, the carpets deep & the marble; Italian & well honed. All of it Sensual, cool & smooth to the touch. He has thought of little else since he first met her., Tall & impeccably dressed, full figured. She's a brunet like you would have seen in a 40s black & white detective movie. She had real curves and you got the sense that while she was the real deal, classy & educated a thinking woman, there was an edge. Those lips; my; God those lips! A man could fall into those and forget to come up for air. The first time he saw her across a room he could feel that edge. With her it's a slow deep erotic burn. A burn that longs to be treated like a woman being enjoyed in every erotic, deviant & shameless way only a mature, erotic man can make a woman want more. She knows that the way she walks gets her looked at, the way her breasts fill out her dress & the hint of a nipple, assure her that men and women will look. She loves being a woman & she knows how to bring appreciation & the favors of strangers her way. She isn't a user of others but she does understand the game & the plays. She knows when to lean forward & show just enough cleavage in that dress, how to sit like a lady; but she knows just as well how to cross those beautiful long legs and get a guy to look up her dress, but only let him see what she wants to show. At a glance she is a perfectly responsible business woman, probably balances her own checkbook, takes her 2.5 kids to the pool, has respectable sex with her husband, goes to soccer practice & loves her kids deeply. But when you study the way she moves, the cut of her clothes, the strapy shoes, the hint of a lacy black bra strap, the outline of a garter under a formal dress. It all adds up. This is not; a woman that chats with the other women, she keeps to herself, she enjoys her own counsel & if you let yourself imagine it she is a woman that likes sheer black lingerie for no reason. She touches herself as she drives and loves the idea of masturbating at 3 am as she wakes from a sexy dream & remembers the long hard cock of some distant young lover. This woman is an erotic fire just waiting for the right touch and the right man to set it alight. Part II He: He paces & thinks of this woman, as he looks from the floor to ceiling window of the high-rise hotel. He thinks thoughts of this woman that he seldom thought of a woman. She has captured his imagination; she has him horny like the teenager he once was in the distance. Tall & lean, intense, yet attentive, considerate & gentle with the girls and women he loved and learned from. He wants that passion again & she has lit something that burns hotter with the experience & the years. There is that heat that makes him smile as he feels his own cock lengthen at the mere thought of touching her thigh, brushing her breast with the back of his fingers, sensing the heat of her breath as he leans close but not touching her. He thinks about kissing the nape of her neck, running his fingers through her hair and pausing to tug just a bit to see if she likes her hair pulled. He imagines what she must look like in her lingerie. What her pretty round ass would look like lay across his lap as he tells her to pull her skirt up & lay over his lap as he fondles & playfully spanks her pretty lingerie clad ass. He thinks of berating her for some schoolgirl infraction & spanking her lightly as he alternates between spanks, gentle rubs & sliding his fingers under her sheer panties & fingering her wet cunt. She has his imagination running wild, so pleasing, so erotic, hopefully so wet when she gets here. It's 2:55 she will be late, women that look that good are always late; because they can be. She will be late but she will be here soon, he stops as he paces and adjusts his swollen cock in his pants, he likes having a hard cock to adjust when no one is around.. She will be here any minute. He stands at the window, warm Georgia sun on his face, his dick is so hard & he has never so much as touched this woman. The anticipation is excellent. He thinks of himself and why this woman would want a gray haired middle-aged man. He thinks of himself as part teenager who wants to fuck her then fuck her again and enjoy the beauty only a mature woman possesses, the wet lust & fullness of her breast, her thigh, her lips.. Her panties. He thinks of her as a mature but still attractive younger woman that he knows, wants to be entered, suckled, possessed, touched, used... in a way that allows her to feel no guilt, but feel every erotic wire in her body, played & tensed & tightened. Then played again, this is a woman that wants to feel the exquisite exhaustion of total sexual expression. He knows she is ready to feel her clit throb at his briefest touch, to feel her very insides ignite when he touches her tongue with his, as he suckles her tongue with his own.. She wants to be shameless, to say fuck out loud just because he makes her feel so out of control. To growl & whimper & make sounds she can't control. She wants to be a woman in heat. He glances at his phone, she is late, she is always going to be late, it's a beautiful woman thing, and they know they can get by with it so they do. She was probably on time & is just sitting somewhere burning a few minutes just to keep him waiting...It's a beautiful woman thing... Part III 3:03 pm the knock is subtle almost tentative. His heart jumps, his dick gets hard he smiles as he crosses the suite. Today he is here for her; he is not the teenager that still lives in his pants but the gentleman. The masterful eroticist, the man that will possess her, enter her, hold, suckle, caress, spank, push, pull, undress & watch her, cum & cum again. He knows his role; he will play it to a succulent conclusion with her as his object of lust. He pauses at the door & plays his own game; he waits till she knocks again. He opens the door & extends a hand, she almost thinks it a handshake, but then he slides his hand past hers & cups her bent elbow in his hand, doesn't pull her, she feels the difference, he is guiding her into the room. She feels the maturity, she feels the wire tighten. He leans in as he closes the door & puts his lips just ahead of her left ear & whispers, I'm glad you're here, then he pauses & says now is the last time to turn back. He slides his hand under her coat and barely touches the small of her back as he waits a reply. She tries to think of something, she tries to speak but the words have gone from her, she can feel his breath on her ear, she nods in assent, he slides her coat off in one smooth motion. She tries to look around the room, to make some normalcy of this, but his touch, his breath on her neck at her collar, it all seems electric & time stops. There isn't any oxygen in the room she can actually hear her own heart beat. She feels his hand slide up her back & his fingers cross the nape of her neck & into her hair. He gently but firmly controls her every motion in the palm full of hair he caresses. He turns his face to his, he kisses her with electric kisses, he suckles her tongue & her knees weaken as her clit throbs at his every touch of his tongue in her mouth. 3 minutes ago she was in such complete control, so grown up, so mature, so sexually full of her own power. Now a man she barely knows possesses her. He stands her in the middle of the room and says to wait. He walks to the windows and pulls the sheers, and leans against the glass. He looks at her. In all her life she has never felt so totally naked, this man looks at her & sees into her soul, this man without a word undresses her with his eyes, as she has never been. He turns and looks out the window, as she stands in the middle of the room, she is transfixed, she can't move. He breaks the silence as he crosses the room. He slips close behind her and leans in, his finger traces the line of her garter belt across her ass, and she hears him make a deep guttural sound of approval. He uses the back of his hand to smooth his hand across her ass stopping at the garter strap on her left leg. He pinches her plump bottom & gives a playful smack on her right cheek runs a hand down the back of her leg & gently strokes the inside back of her knee, as he walks away. She doesn't move. He moves in front of her & kisses her deeply, passionately and she understands that he is about to turn up the heat. He steps back and looks her in the eye, with a calm that she can't seem to master. He asks her if she has shaved or just trimmed for him. She is uncomfortable in the intimate question but he waits & keeps her gaze. She blushes & says I shaved for you, he approves. He sits on the arm of a big red chair and motions for her to come to him. It was the longest three steps in her life, but she seemed to float to him. He pulled her to him, turned her facing away & slid his hand between her legs and up her thigh. He paused at her stocking tops & then she felt his thumb fall perfectly on her wet swollen pussy lips and ease onto her swollen clit, it was like fire and ice & firecrackers, and it took her breath. He stood and reached around her and slid his fingers into her lacy black panties. He nestled his long strong middle finger all the way into her wetness in one smooth motion, his fingers finding the perfect place to drive her crazy. As she moans in his ear, he stops & whispers in her ear, "you want my cock in your mouth don't you, she drops to her knees & begins to breath in the heat of his crotch, she can sense his heat his manhood, his domination of her every sexual thought. His cock slid smoothly into her mouth, she knew in an instant that she was born to worship this mans cock on her knees, he tasted sweet, salty, wet smooth almost like it was an extension of her own sex. Here she was on her knees with her lips around the most private part of a man she barely knew and all she could think of was how much she only wanted more. She had a flash of erotic thought that took her breath away as she tried to suck him deeper & taste this man. She saw herself with this erotic man lying between her legs suckling on her clit and giving her the orgasm she never had.....then she looks up at him, with the slightest possible hint of a knowing smile, he knows that she understands this is but a beginning ...